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Tuesday, August 7, 2012

To my future self

I hope you still cuddle up to Dakota and try to ignore the alarm.I hope you still let him cook the bacon.I hope you still love the way his hair smells.I hope he still holds you tighter when you cry.I hope you still put your forehead against his and watch the way his eyes smile.

On the other hand, if you have any of these things, I know you will be just fine.